I keep all my secrets in a jar
Because I used to let them free
Running in people's clutches, getting kidnapped by jealous hearts
And they would shove my secrets in their mouths and
Hoping for those secrets to grant them happiness, or peace, or something
And when nothing happened, they spat them out
And now I cry whenever I see my secrets
Dripping with envious saliva
I clutch my jar to my heaving chest
I can't give them to just anybody.
This is saved for only one
One who won't crash it at my feet
But hopefully it would be gently caressed.